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    “Who are you talking to?” Sveta is looking with a raised eyebrow, at Ilya’s delighted face.

    “Ah, I am talking to my catfish.”

    “What do you mean, your catfish?” Ilya angles the phone so Sveta can see the shirtless picture on the screen.

    “This guy is pretending to be Shane Hollander on Grindr. It’s pretty funny. He’s cropped the face out, but he’s using pictures from the billboard next to my apartment.”

    Or: Ilya Rozanov is sure he's being catfished- why would the real Shane Hollander be on Grindr, talking to random university of Ottawa students? But the more he talks to Wayne, the more he starts to like him, and the more he wishes Wayne would just come clean so they can finally be together.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    They’re so silly oh my gooood

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    In the beginning, suggesting Ilya move to Ottawa seemed to be a bridge over a previously unpassable body of water. It felt like a lifeline, a breath of air after drowning for years upon years. Maybe it was, at first. Shane got to have it all, everything he wanted. But despite his willingness to go along with whatever Shane wants, he can tell it’s been weighing on Ilya. He’d given up everything, and Shane can feel how lonely he is. He can see his bright eyes dimming, his laugh growing hollow; he’s withering away while Shane is emptying everything he has into a sport that can never love him back the way Ilya does.
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    Two years after Ilya moves to Ottawa, Shane decides he's worth more than anything Montreal can give him. He won't let Ilya be the only one who makes sacrifices for their relationship. But he doesn't know that Ilya has been struggling, secretly and in silence. And now the only question is if Shane is too late.
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    An alternative version of Shane changing teams and deciding to move to Ottawa willingly, on his own accord, without being outed. He and Ilya are honest with each other - but not before a bit of angst ensues.
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    NO AI USED ~ FUCK AI

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    27 Jun 2026

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    "He saw you dance to this? In front of thousands of people?" his mom asked, her voice caught between horrified and impressed.

    Shane wanted to sink through the floor and possibly never resurface. He tugged at the collar of Ilya's jersey like it was suddenly strangling him. "Can we please not talk about this? I am a grown man, you know."

    “Panties this and dancing that," she read aloud, squinting at her phone screen before her eyes went wide as saucers. "And what is—oh. Oh." Her voice cracked on the second 'oh,' pitching up about three octaves. "Shane, this is about—"

    "Mom. Please." Shane actually covered his face with both hands, his voice muffled against his palms.

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    Shane takes his parents to meet the man who stole his heart through the power of a thirst trap shout out and DMs, then spends the rest of the day unwittingly transforming into the world's most enthusiastic (and oblivious) puck bunny.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    The video was shaky, thirty seconds captured in the pulsing lights of the concert—and there he was, larger than life on the Jumbotron, looking absolutely wrecked, his glasses sliding down his face and freckles standing out against his flushed cheeks, swaying to the Spanish lyrics as they took him away like he didn't have a care in the world.

    He looked like an idiot. A drunk, happy idiot.

    "Oh god," Shane groaned, letting his arm drop back over his face. "Please tell me that's not—"

    "Three million views and counting," Rose interrupted gleefully. "The caption says 'TikTok do your thing, who is this beautiful drunk man in glasses?' There are like fifty thousand comments trying to track you down."

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Cliff Marleau suddenly materialises at the table next to Ilya. The girl he was with before is still on the floor, now dancing with some other girls, probably the friends she came here with. “You’re actually here?” He asks, disbelieving.

    “Hello, Ilya. How are you, Ilya. It’s so nice to see you, Ilya.” Ilya responds, sarcasm dripping off every word, sliding his phone back into his pocket.

    “Yeah, yeah, sure. But like, you’re here.” Marleau dismisses him with a wave of his hand, leaning over him to reach for one of the beers. “Thought for sure you’d be with Jane, man.”

    In Ilya’s ear, Shane moans, all drawn out and breathy. “Fuck, Ilya.”

    Ilya smirks at Marleau. “Jane is busy at the moment, Marly.”

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    Ilya is out celebrating a win and he keeps coming up with reasons to stay later and later. The team finds this unusual cause he’d usually be racing to leave to meet up with Montreal Girl™.

    The team’s a little worried thinking Ilya somehow fumbled Montreal Girl™ and agreed to go along with his ideas.

    Meanwhile, Shane’s tied up on the bed with a vibrating buttplug that Ilya’s controlling on his phone.

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